Science and mathematics are not as good as literature comprehensive, it doesn't mean that you can achieve the goal by rote memorization, anyway, if you leave it here with Yan Bei, even if she memorizes all the science comprehensive textbooks today, she can't finish the test paper so quickly.

Speed is based on a large number of special logical thinking processing skills, which require long-term training to be sufficient to achieve.

Yan Bei studied science when he was studying before, and his memory and thinking ability far surpassed his peers, but even so, it was not as good as today's Ning Yuan.

"Team Ning, take the liberty of asking, how much IQ do you have?" After stopping writing, Yan Bei immediately asked his doubts.

Ning Yuan sorted out the test papers and pens in an orderly manner, and after finishing them, he stood up and said lightly:

"You rest early."

Yes, I didn't even think to answer her question.

Seeing that the people were about to leave, Yan Bei immediately got up to send him off, "I'll send you, captain." ”

"No!" Cold refusal, but this time Yan Bei listened to it, but he didn't feel cold.

It seems that Ning Yuan has always spoken like this, not that he can be cold, but habitually without superfluous emotions.

Yan Bei looked at his eyes, saw that there was no refusal, nodded and smiled: "Okay, then I won't send it, you be careful on the road." ”

He bowed, turned to go out, and suddenly paused.

Yan Bei looked at him suspiciously, "Anything else?" ”

He turned around, looked at her condescendingly with a serious expression, and said word by word: "You also pay attention to safety." ”

After speaking, he glanced at her Dingding, and then turned around and entered the elevator to leave.

Yan Bei shrugged his shoulders and closed the door and entered the house.

"Dididi! Drip, drip! ”

The rapid text message ringtone rang twice in a row, calling Yan Bei, who was about to go back to the bedroom, back.

When I took out the mobile phone in my bag, I saw that it was a text message from a person named "him".

Yan Bei opened it and looked at it, and it said: You can call Mary a day.

Hey?

This person can't be Ning Yuan, right?

As soon as this thought came to him, Yan Bei felt that the signature of this "he" was referring to him.

Because of Mary's affairs, apart from her and Mary herself, only Ning Yuan, who had just come over, knew.

Moreover, he is the only one who sends text messages in such a slightly commanding tone, because he sent the people.

Thinking about it this way, who is sending the text message can basically be determined, but this signature is too strange, right?

Why should a good person use a "he" as a signature?

If you are worried about revealing the identity of the other party, it is better not to save his phone number?

It was already very late, and Yan Bei had been studying all night, so he was a little tired, so he had to temporarily suppress this doubt in his heart, and hurriedly dialed Mary's phone number on his mobile phone to call people back.

After making the call, I found that my phone was almost out of battery, so I charged my phone again, and then went back to my bedroom to rest.

Early the next morning, when Yan Bei was finishing his cultivation and was about to lie down in bed for a while, the mobile phone that was charging in the living room suddenly rang.

"So early? Didn't you say yesterday that you would have a good night's sleep and gather at ten o'clock? Yan Bei muttered suspiciously.

She thought it was a call from Li Ning, after all, she made an appointment yesterday to go to the Science and Technology City with them today.

But the person who came was not either Li Ning or Mu Qing.

Caller ID, unknown!

Yan Bei held the mobile phone, his brows furrowed slightly, but seeing that the ringtone was still ringing, Mary, who was still asleep, pressed the answer with doubts.

"Hello?"

A timid female voice came from the other end of the phone, soft and glutinous, sounding not very old.

Yan Bei had this mobile phone in her hand with dual SIM cards, and she didn't notice that the caller was calling her other number.

"Who are you?" Yan Bei asked suspiciously.

"Is it Cousin Yan Bei?"

Yan Bei was slightly flustered, quickly recalled the information in his database, and vaguely remembered that his identity seemed to have other relatives, and only after a while did he respond:

"It's me, I'm Yan Bei, who are you?"

"It's me, cousin, I'm Qianqian, I want to ask you, that, can you lend me some money?" The girl on the other end of the phone asked worriedly.

The voice sounded a little helpless.

Yan Bei once again, carefully recalled the information in the database, and recalled it for a long time, only then did he remember that one of his cousins seemed to have a daughter named Dai Qian.

"Are you Wang Qian?" Yan Bei asked.

"Mmmm, it's me, cousin, can you lend me some money? I'm in a hurry. She asked, with tears in her eyes.

Yan Bei felt strange and asked casually, "What happened?" ”

Unexpectedly, with such a sentence, the girl's crying came from the phone that day.

It's the kind of crying method that covers her mouth, is cautious, and doesn't dare to reveal it, the moment Yan Bei heard it, the first thought that came to her mind was, whether the little girl was charged protection money.

She also has two distant relatives of the same generation, one is a cousin of the same uncle's family, and he has not been in touch for many years, only knowing that he has just married a wife.

There is also the only daughter of my aunt's family, Cousin Liu, who married a man surnamed Wang and gave birth to a daughter named Wang Qian.

He is about 14 years old and is in his second year of junior high school.

According to Yan Bei's idea, a junior high school girl wants to borrow money, and at worst, she is only charged protection money, and she doesn't dare to tell her family, so she thinks of her cousin, who is not particularly close.

However, when the little girl said that she was going to borrow money to help her classmates have an abortion, Yan Bei only felt that the string that had been stretched in her head broke with a "click".

Judging from Wang Qian's crying voice, eighty percent of this happened to herself!

didn't have time to think about why such a thing happened to a junior high school girl, Yan Bei immediately asked:

"Where are you now?"

"Cousin, I'm fine, can you transfer the money to me first?" Wang Qian on the other end of the phone looked flustered.

Yan Bei's ears were sharp, and she heard that someone seemed to be urging beside her, but fortunately, it was a girl's voice.

"How much do you want?" Yan Bei asked again.

"A thousand is enough......"

"A thousand?" Before she finished speaking, Yan Bei felt that she was going to blow up, what surgery could a thousand yuan do!

"Tell me, where are you now?" Yan Bei tried his best to make his tone sound gentle, but when he heard the hesitant voice on the other end of the phone, his tone instantly cooled.

"Tell me, I'll send you the money!"

The little girl was still a little hesitant, but in the end, under Yan Bei's coercion and temptation, she finally told Yan Bei the address.

It was a private clinic that was too small to be searched on a map, and when Yan Bei found it, he saw two fourteen or fifteen-year-old girls standing at the door looking around with anxious expressions.

Yan Bei's eyes were sharp, and at a glance, he found that the clothes the two of them were wearing the summer school uniforms of Zhenhua Middle School, and his heart chuckled.

Before the two of them could find themselves, they hurriedly retreated to a no-man's corner and took out the inventory in the storage bag.